In My Desperate Time

Chapter 145 Frances Louis, I Hate You

My private part is in pains excruciatingly after his torture.

The man sneers and pulls his thing out of my body. He gets two tissues and wipes the blood on his dick.

He looks me up and down, his eyes are full of anger.

“Jane Noyes, keep doing that, keep being like a dead fish. Maybe I will get tired of you after a few times. Then you can get out of here, you can go to Steven Song, or Noah Jefferson, and your scumbag ex-husband!”

I look at the man in front of me and truly feel funny. I even felt a bit reluctance to leave him, but now that feeling disappears and turns into a strong hatred.

This man has no heart at all, and I'm not even a bed-warming tool to him!

“Frances Louis, I hate you!” I glare at him and speak with my gnashing teeth.

But why my heart hurts so badly?

It hurts so much that I can barely breathe, so painful that I'm on the verge of bursting into tears.

Even after being treated so roughly by Frances Louis, even though my private part hurts, I still didn't want to cry. But now I couldn't hold back my tears.

The man puts on his pants, glances at me indifferently, and says, “It's not bad that I can be remembered by you in this way.”

my ears. He has already gone outside, and the door to the

slump softly and try to squat, but the private part hurts

to the bathroom and check

it

thrusts in without any foreplay,

Frances

have thoroughly pissed him off. Well, like he said, he

that a nice sleep would make my body feel

find that a slightly movement would

treat my body nicely, so I change my clothes and go

sitting on

to see him and

and head to

dare to sit down, so I have to lean half-squat against

sees my posture and asks, “Are you suffering from

am stunned, then

seem more humiliating than the

register for department of gynecology. There are a dozen people outside the door and I couldn't sit down, so I have to stand there, waiting

the speaker calls my

I walk in with

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